"Young Master Yue!" Wen Xining exclaimed and looked forward. Through the gaps of the figure, a white figure fell from the sky, just like when we first met, holy and radiant.
I saw him spinning in the air, swinging his long sleeves, "Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish" the silver crescent sun girl flew out like a flower, each shot accurately and accurately at the guards holding swords.
There was not a single one in his hand that was close to Wen Xining.
With the sound of the long sword falling to the ground, Wen Xining stood straight, watching Mr. Yue curling her lips and smiling at her.
Looking at the silver-white body, her heart was inexplicably settled. With him, she would be fine.
Pei Luoqi still kept his archery movements, watching the white figure land in front of him, and then he remembered to counterattack. Unexpectedly, the "ghost blade" in his hand was kicked by Master Yue as soon as he was raised.
fly.
The "Ghost Blade" escaped from his hand, and by chance, he pierced into the dead tiger with a "pop".
Pei Luoqi covered his almost broken hand, took a few steps back and gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Yue, who are you?"
The original plan was to lead to the destiny of Mr. Yue, but an accident happened later, so they had no hope. However, unexpectedly, he actually appeared at this time.
The real thing is that it takes no time to get it.
Young Master Yue ignored him, but instead flashed to Wen Xining's side. Looking at her sweaty little face, her tattered golden clothes, and the blood on her clothes, she couldn't help but frowned with concern.
Authentic: "Injured?"
Wen Xining shook her head, the smile on her face did not diminish, "It's their blood."
Although she still couldn't kill, she had to hurt them.
Seeing Wen Xining's weakness, Young Master Yue stretched out one hand and took her into her arms, "It's okay."
The warm and soft tone was as if she felt in her dreams. Wen Xining leaned in his arms and glanced slightly at his back.
If it was really as she thought, then would his injury be fine?
Seeing that he was completely ignored, Pei Luoqi looked at the two of them who kissed me and me, and seemed to have an answer in his heart. He shouted: "Beitangshuo, don't think I don't know it's you, I will reveal it today.
Your true face.”
His body rose into the air, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and attacked Mr. Yue.
Young Master Yue took the long sword in Wen Xining's hand, pushed her aside gently, and whispered: "Look, this is the real sword technique."
Wen Xining stared at the white figure dancing in the wind.
It was obviously an ordinary sword, but when it came to his hands, it seemed to be given spiritual power. The sword moved with its heart and danced so wonderfully. Pei Luoqi was forced to retreat step by step and was in a mess.
Wen Xining blinked for a moment, but found that the two had stopped fighting. Young Master Yue pointed the long sword in his hand directly into Pei Luoqi's throat, and Pei Luoqi's sword had long fallen to the ground.
Everything is still, and everything is still.
At this moment, Wen Xining only had the white shadow standing alone in her eyes, flew past and blew up the corner of his robe. The black hair flew with the wind, the silver mask shone brightly under the moonlight, and the white chin,
The corners of her smile and her slightly narrowed eyes were all not attracted to her.
At this moment, she made up her mind secretly and let him go.
Wen Xining curled her lips and smiled. When she went, she saw Mr. Yue slowly turning her head, "How is it, how much did you learn?"
After being slightly stunned, Wen Xining realized that he was asking her how many sword skills she had learned. She lowered her head in shame, and she felt embarrassed to answer.
Because I just spent time with the illegitimate, how could I even get anything else?
"Haha..." As if seeing through her thoughts, Young Master Yue smiled docilely, turned around, his eyes had turned back, and he curled his lips coldly and said, "Pei Luoqi, do you still want to reveal the true face of this Pavilion Master.
?”
"Beitangshuo, please stop pretending to be garlic for me." Although his life is in the hands of the other party, Pei Luoqi is not showing any weakness. "You have been pretending to be crazy and stupid for more than ten years. We know why. Today, unless you kill me.
If I do not know my plan, otherwise I will publish your plan to the world and let the world know your true face."
"Haha, do you think you will have this opportunity?" Mr. Yue's smile was light and shallow, but Pei Luoqi felt extremely cautious, but he was also a tough guy. He raised his neck and said proudly: "Today's set
If you enter your hands, I, Pei, is unlucky. If you want to kill me, you will be shave you. "
Young Master Yue smiled even more charmingly, "Okay, then I will fulfill your wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Luoqi closed his eyes in despair.
However, at this moment, Wen Xining, who had been standing not far from the dead tiger, was shocked to find that the "ghost blade" that had been stabbed on the dead tiger seemed to have been summoned, with a dark black blade body.
There was a faint black light, and it was still trembling slightly, as if it was about to pull it out of the tiger's body.
She wanted to scream, but was afraid that she would distract Young Master Yue's heart, so she could only cover her mouth and watch its changes.
At this moment, Pei Luoqi, who had already closed his eyes, seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing the "ghost blade" with black light, a surprise flashed across his eyes and suddenly shouted.
He said: "Ghost spirit, kill the woman around you."
Wen Xining was paying attention to the changes in the "ghost blade", and suddenly this sentence came from his ear, but he had not reacted for a while.
But when Young Master Yue heard this, his expression changed drastically. Jian turned around and jumped towards Wen Xining while shouting: "Run quickly!"
Run? What to run?
Two inexplicable words made Wen Xining still misty, but the next moment, she understood.
Because after Pei Luoqi's call, the "ghost blade" rushed out of the tiger's body, turned around in the air, and flew straight towards Wen Xining.
Damn, this ghost is so evil.
Wen Xining ran away before she could curse.
But the speed of the ghost blade is faster than that of an arrow, and if it determines the target, it will not stop without blood.
Young Master Yue flew up, blocked the long sword in his hand, and the "ghost blade" flew to the side, but after a moment, it aimed at Wen Xining again.
"Let's go!" Young Master Yue grabbed Wen Xining and flew forward.
The "ghost blade" behind him chased after him, and he would not give up until he saw blood.
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The second update. There are 4,000 words. Yao'er has to update in the afternoon. He hasn't gone out with his son for half a month. He has to go out with his son in the morning, so he has to update in the afternoon. It's basically around 3 o'clock.